Note to self...

The mall, on the day after Thanksgiving, is bad.

Enter into this equation: the fact that it is 6:30 in the morning, and I don't feel well.

Yeah. It's some kind of "family tradition", or something...

It was fun, though. We got to the mall, did an hour's worth of shopping, before I was so miserable that I had to go home. I get home, worship the great porcelain goddess, take a nap, for about an hour...

...and then we went back to the mall.

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